Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 164 The Fragile and Helpless Ancestral Spirit

After hanging up the phone, she rushed into the bathroom, splashed cold water on her face haphazardly, and looked at the haggard, sunken-eyed woman in the mirror. She took a deep breath, grabbed her bag, and dashed out of the house like a whirlwind!

Half an hour later.

Standing in the heart of the Hexi CBD, Zhang Yi looked up at the six-story standalone building with its all-glass curtain wall, gleaming in the sunlight—the logo of the "Hongdou Group" was eye-catching and full of power.

She was completely stunned, her heart pounding wildly.

This...this is the company that called me?

Owning an entire building in the best location in Hexi CBD?

Such a powerful company... really took a liking to a loser like me who just went bankrupt, was just abandoned, and almost committed suicide?

She even started to doubt herself.

When did I become so charming?

Why would a company of this caliber personally call and invite you?

Could this be a new type of scam?

They specifically target people like her who have nowhere else to turn?

But then I thought, what is there for a "failed woman" in her thirties, burdened with debt, who was already planning to end her life to be fooled?

Those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to wear!

"Damn it, I'll give it my all!" Zhang Yi gritted her teeth, straightened her back, and stepped into the building that symbolized wealth and opportunity with a sense of tragic determination and a hint of expectation that she herself dared not delve into.

With this step, the gears of fate quietly shifted in a new direction, ushering in a brand new chapter in Zhang Yi's life...

......

I returned to school at noon; the morning's military training had already ended.

Xian Zuling dragged her legs, which felt as if they were filled with lead, back to the dormitory with each step feeling extremely heavy.

His cheeks were deathly pale, his lips were chapped and peeling, and his forehead was still damp with sweat.

The weariness emanating from deep within her body felt like countless fine needles, pricking her relentlessly.

In the dormitory, her three roommates were already collapsed on their beds, their cries sounding weak and feeble.

"Ah... my leg... it's not mine anymore..."

"The drill instructor is a devil... absolutely a devil..."

"This afternoon... I don't want to live anymore..."

Xian Zuling silently walked to her desk and sat down, feeling ten times more exhausted than her roommates.

Long-term malnutrition made her already weak body vulnerable to the high-intensity military training.

Every time you stand up, every time you lift your leg, it's a challenge to your limits.

But unlike her roommates, she didn't let herself wallow in wailing.

because.

She has suffered far too much.

She had endured even more exhausting and desperate moments, gritting her teeth and silently persevering. This ingrained resilience allowed her to sit quietly now, eyes closed, trying to regulate her erratic breathing and heartbeat.

It's lunchtime.

Xian Zuling leaned on the table to stand up, tidied up her water cup and meal card, and prepared to go to the cafeteria.

At the cafeteria's self-service food window, a bowl of rice and a vegetable dish is her most affordable and frequent choice.

Ye Fan said last time, "If we don't hurry, the cafeteria will close." The reason she cared so much was because missing this meal would be a real loss for her.

Ye Fan said he would treat her to three meals.

She ate her second meal last night, and the generous boxed lunch made her both grateful and apprehensive.

She felt she had already taken a huge advantage of Ye Fan.

No one is obligated to be so kind to her; being invited twice is already a great favor and a sign of politeness in her eyes.

She dared not, and never did, have any additional expectations of anyone.

Without expectations, there will be no disappointment.

She lowered her head and walked along the shade of the trees toward the cafeteria.

Not far from the dormitory building, a familiar figure came into view.

It was Ye Fan.

He was standing under the shade of a tree not far ahead, carrying two boxed lunches and soup in his hands.

Upon seeing Xian Zuling, Ye Fan smiled naturally and walked towards her: "Xian Zuling, what a coincidence! I was just about to look for you."

Xian Zuling abruptly stopped, his entire body frozen in place.

The moment Ye Fan gave her that gentle smile, an indescribable wave of emotion surged to her nose, her eyes instantly filled with warm tears, and her vision blurred.

"Ye Fan, thank you, but I really can't let you treat me to dinner again. You've already treated me twice. Thank you so much." Her voice was choked with barely perceptible emotion as she tried hard to hold back her tears.

She lowered her head deeply, her long eyelashes drooping down, concealing her reddened eyes, as well as the vulnerability and helplessness she dared not reveal.

Ye Fan understood as he looked at her trying her best to hide it.

His tone was calm yet firm, carrying a gentle strength that brooked no refusal: "We agreed on three meals a day, and I'm a stickler for principles. Here, take it."

He stepped forward and gently grasped her slender, cold wrist without saying a word, then stuffed the lunchbox and soup into her hand.

Xian Zuling's fingers twitched slightly, but she didn't push him away as resolutely as before.

Ye Fan looked at her lowered head and continued, "This meal was supposed to be for you. We agreed on three meals, and that's what we'll do. Also, I need your help with something, but I can't find a suitable person. Didn't I say I wanted you to be my company's secretary? I happen to need your help with that. So, would you be willing to help me?"

Xian Zuling suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with disbelief and a hint of panicked insecurity: "What...what is it? Can...can I really help?" She was afraid she would mess things up.

"Of course I can help." Ye Fan's tone was resolute, full of unquestionable trust.

This trust, like a ray of light, instantly dispelled the hesitation in her eyes.

She didn't ask what kind of help it was, but simply nodded vigorously, her voice soft yet exceptionally clear: "I'm willing!"

Ye Fan nodded, offering no further explanation, only saying, "Okay, then eat well and get some rest."

After saying that, he turned and left without offering any help!

Xian Zuling looked at Ye Fan's back, then at the boxed lunch and stew in her hand, and stood there for a long time, watching Ye Fan's figure disappear at the end of the road.

The afternoon sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, warming the food in her hands and quietly melting away the hardened barrier in her heart.

She stood there for a very long time before slowly, step by step, walking towards her dormitory.

......

Back in the dormitory.

The scene before him left Ye Fan speechless.

What happened to being exhausted from military training?

There sat Xiao Ji, occupying his aisle sofa. Despite having dark circles under his eyes, he was full of energy, pointing at Shi Kai's laptop screen and clicking his tongue, "Holy crap, this video is great, high definition!"